"No, I can't!" He hung up.

"Gordo what's wrong? It's just Lizzie!" Miranda exclaimed.

"No, it's not just Lizzie anymore. She's got a kid. It's different now."

Miranda sighed and transferred Sariah to her other arm. "Gordo, you guys were young. I mean, you shouldn't have done that, but still, you were young."

"I know, I know. I just thought we loved each other. And I didn't mean for us to marry then, but later. When we were established. It was more of a promise ring."

"But she got freaked out. I know. She told me. She didn't want to get married then. So she broke up with you. You both went to separate colleges, dated different people. It's over now." Miranda explained. Gordo shook his head.

"I know, but I still love her."

"Do you?" Miranda asked. They sat in silence. "I'll go get some cake." She told him as she headed for the kitchen. Gordo ran his hands through his hair. He glanced at the phone, and the picture of Lizzie. It was still her. His best friend. He studied the girl. Such a likeness of Lizzie, but with Ethan's eyes. He wished that the girl had his eyes. He wished that Aislin was his child. Miranda came back in with some cake and two forks, her daughter now asleep. She handed the plate to Gordo and sat down.

"Whatcha thinking about?" She asked. Gordo shook his head.

"Nothing. Really." Miranda gave him a look.

"Fine, I was thinking about Lizzie and Aislin. I just wish that Lizzie never married Ethan." Gordo rubbed his temple.

"I see. You wish that Aislin was your daughter, not Ethan's. Gordo it's okay. I know you loved her." Miranda told him. Gordo nodded. "I remember how Chris and I almost didn't get married. I had dated this perfect other guy, Tyler, for a year and really loved him. But Chris surprised me. Now I couldn't be happier with four wonderful children. But then again, Ethan and Lizzie are over. Why don't you ask her out?" Miranda asked. Gordo's eyes widened.

"I couldn't. It would be so awkward." He exclaimed. Miranda shook her head.

"Gordo, my man. Take chances. She's single, you're single. Ask her." Miranda urged. "Fine, fine." He consented. Miranda beamed. "Come on, I'll show you your room." He followed her upstairs.

The phone rang. Lizzie wiped her eyes and looked at the clock. It was two in the morning.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Hey!" It was Miranda.

"What's wrong?" Lizzie immediately asked.

"Nothing, nothing." Miranda replied. Lizzie sighed.

"Then what's going on?" She asked.

"Well, Gordo is sleeping in the room next to mine!" Miranda said.

"WHAT?" Lizzie shouted.

"Yup, he called here asking for a room. He had a fight with his girlfriend and needed a place to stay." "Really?"

"Yeah. He wants to call you but doesn't have the guts." Miranda informed her.

"What? Why?" Lizzie asked.

"The eleventh grade incident." Miranda replied.

Lizzie sighed. "I see. But Miranda, that was ages ago!"

"I know, and you know but Gordo still feels embarrassed to talk to you." Lizzie laughed, "I'll call him." "Okay. Or just talk to him at the twin's birthday tomorrow. I'm going to spring it on him so he doesn't know you're coming. Got to go. Sariah just woke up." Miranda hung up the phone. Lizzie shook her head and settled back in to her bed to sleep.

Gordo woke up to find three children starring at him. "Um, hi." He said. The three kids still looked at him. "Who are you?" The oldest, who Gordo guessed was Amir, asked. "Um, Gordo. I'm a friend of your mom's." "Hi, I'm Malka." The little girl said. Gordo nodded. "Want to play?" The other boy, Malik, asked. "Um, sure. What are we playing?" Gordo asked. "Pinata! Grandma is over!" Amir exclaimed. Gordo sat up. "Okay, tell Grandma I'll be down in a sec." The kids nodded and headed downstairs. Gordo showered and dressed and headed down as well. Mrs. Sanchez was sitting in the chair. Mr. Sanchez had died three years ago. "Hi!" Gordo exclaimed. Mrs. Sanchez stood up and hugged Gordo. "So good to see you!" She replied. Gordo looked around the room. He saw Matt and a blonde woman standing by the TV talking to Lanny and a woman with long, black hair. "Matt!" He called. Matt turned. "Gordo? Man! I haven't seen you in ages." Matt replied, "This is my wife, Rhian." Gordo greeted her. "Lanny, good to see you? And this is Maria? Right?" Gordo asked. Maria nodded. "Nice to meet you." All of the sudden one of the little ones started to cry. "Excuse me," Rhian told them, "That's Paden." She hurried to the crying boy. Gordo smiled. All of the sudden the doorbell rang. "Gordo? Can you get that?" Miranda shouted from the kitchen. "Sure!" Gordo replied. He opened the door. "Hi." A blonde woman greeted him. Gordo froze.

Okay some people have had problems with the names so I am going to help you out best I can. I didn't find them to terribly odd, but that's alright.

Rhian- Pronounced: RHEE-an

Paden- Pronounced: PAD-en

Malik and Malka I can't help you on pronunciation, if someone can, e-mail me, but they mean king and queen respectively, if that helps at all.

Sariah- Pronounced: SER-eye-ah

That should help. A little. :) Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the lint in my pocket. And technically that belongs to my pants.